596. O how blest are ye whose toils are ended!

1 O how blest are ye whose toils are ended!
Who, through death, have unto God ascended!
Ye have arisen
From the cares which keep us still in prison.

2 We are still as in a dungeon living,
Still oppressed with sorrow and misgiving;
Our undertakings
Are but toils and troubles and heart-breakings.

3 Ye, meanwhile, are in your chambers sleeping,
Quiet, and set free from all our weeping;
No cross nor sadness
There can hinder your untroubled gladness.

4 Christ has wiped away your tears forever;
Ye have that for which we still endeavor.
To you are chanted
Songs which yet no mortal ears were granted.

5 Ah! who would then not depart with gladness,
To inherit heaven for earthly sadness?
Who here would languish
Longer in bewailing and in anguish?

6 Come, O Christ, and loose the chains that bind us!
Lead us forth, and cast this world behind us!
With Thee, th'Anointed,
Finds the soul its joy and rest appointed.

Text Information
First Line: O how blest are ye whose toils are ended!
Author: S. Dach (1635)
Meter: 10, 10, 5, 10.
Publication Date: 1913
Topic: The Last Things: Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things: Burial and Ressurection; Resurrection
Tune Information
Name: [O how blest are ye whose toils are ended]
Composer: J. Crüger (1649)
Meter: 10, 10, 5, 10.
Key: d minor



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